Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Joker

Accidentally once I told a jokethese guys…ooh ooh the sky…but not thatjumpy I’m sorryI can’t get my bearing but I’m like ooh ooh!Shut up! That’s boring!I’ll say it you write it downVerne Johnson… he fixed my bike once!What? No.No!No more peanuts for you!I was like…put it in your holeput it on your bowland Verne said… Yeah! Flannel!Totally red and brown coloredbut I didn’t get itI was like… Whaa?Just tooling around…Verne said… Whaa?There go my powersOoh oohDid you see that?Verne kept singing like…yeah…no…Undies? How the helldo I know

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Eggo Bus Blues

Try having my yearplugging up the incandescentmaternity singing rumble tiltsThat will get youto cleaning your sinusesas they rough and tumblingfelt linesa thong spare asthe curt directiongiven through tidy linksremedially after itclenched I tell you the waffling truth in thosecircumstancesthe crickey blandishmentabsolution of the apostlesor betterment of retreads ye take throughgarnish for sun-outstares at thesly and peaceful buzzing

Try havin my yearserved with fennel in agreen plastic Pinocchiobucket, hiccuped from theinfrastructural shepherdswith brutal lazer-toyedbeneficenceand plainly Americans are worried on their stoopsbreathing as animalscaged in film trailersleaving smokey perfumes

now you need releasegetting used to these Townyways shying away aroundplots of inherited binarySmokey the Bear peersoutward from the luminescent skifflepink visorlocking down must-seehardships, pen-whippedlapidary as all get-out

I’ve been at this all yearshining deer in my punk fashionsufficing through brutal relationsof seed and whipped curlsto towns down-grading collapsibletents in the non-functioning sunspending absolution through doubts ofdemonstrativestar power as the lift toward formalityreeling pant-leg exclamationsin the final honking good party

try this tuner to usefor anal relief Trucksno survivors Plane downthe board of life-like drinking contests warping around the child-like fertilized eggo wafflesburning in the Supra-addictwhere we store culturerefuse to sneeze in the disheartening new climate of Toy box brokerage

serve a perfect golf swinginto the homemade no-frillsheroism of the Netyeah, it’s a little of thetongue-depressing quality though—ranging from feta and spinach, to ham and cheese,

ranging the alps in a nifty Vespaw/ Richard D. Jameswhat a body’s on nowgetting the résumé out of my intestines, justa little twinge of the “chaach”you can eat brunch as you explorethe Men's Auxiliary

Artists must submit a written and drawnomelet proposal: taters, NEEDLES ETC ETC.Before the parade, Artists mustreport for inspectionThe menu will be Darren Dean, Scones, and waffle stationWeekly at 8:15am

I just can’t sustainEATING THAT SHIT...all this porn is at Defcon 1 its botha me worse personunder Egyptian tombscommon with the dry forestthe movie War Gamesafter retirementleafing throughing the geologicaldontchaevolutionary reptilescommon with nature’s next can’t sustainprone concentric meat doth like whatyou say to contiguitycommon with generating reliefwhat it always is—

SHED OF LIGHTthe upholstery within concentric spires keepingmy A.C. squeakingjust plain morealive that night surrounded bybending animal of Dutchfrozen pizza common with how bees will be nature’s imaginationreptiles common with philosophy’s basic and needful Magic Christiancadaverous into the usedJohn Elway ofupcoming extentDefcon 1 common withhistory’s beliefwhich I’m telling you and ifin a mopeySO HIGH HEAR THIScease may ceaseof my heatupturned from under muralsin a tie-dyedleafing throughcommon with a me worsea motherfucking alive person

don’t take the brown caulkingit’s a matter of fact massagebunting out towardWaukesha or one’swarlike symptom in anobtuse sex organ

when we say thatwe mean liquor cabinetthe common lyric here in the Highlandsin the foreground of aturkey being slaughteredthe shameless lyre acquisitiondown through history ory’know against all this vague inspiration

we say generating thetruth as a historical imperativewakes up badlystick in a toothpickyou pull it out doughy

here’s what you do sing ectoplasmic gossiparound a hairball’sautobiography geewouldn’t that not for oncebe utterly boring

or a non-milk-based prosea Vulcan Valkyriewho once managed the Velvet Underground

this poem is making me itchytoo much Robert Lowell in my bathwaterthose shoes that improvejumping capability as memoirlessons recede

I watched a fish dieand that was itmy inconsistent autobiofueled by airy kissingunder thought rampartswhere horseflies put in the hoursthis pre-mulder & scullywhen I was but a scuzzy fantasya young girl offeredto let herselfbe transported to

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

With Mercy for the Greedy

the vines are beneath the cementinformed by the glimpse spectrumshallow water coming until unraveledoh sweet vision of the great tent in heavenlike conversational prose turning the beaches pinkfive dollars, like a bar,defect to the typewriter silent, on the hill(as clearly it had moreover served faster prints among the rocks)my skull heard dusty laughter from the family king catonto the freeway shoulders, to comeon a happy endingfrom a walk of so able or galleda philodendron’s pendunclevelvet drapes come to music the velvet fogthe fatuousness neither warm nor friendly darkknowing the usual, unreliable fuckless days and nightsthought, form, impulse, the sperm whales feedingare concerned on your shelvesand though the sharpness suffuses the frogs like a psychiatristtheir dusty laughter on a great falcon hunteyes the flinging arms of a country and western bandwhere you’re hiding from monsters, dream still darka trace on the no happiness like mineso the lumps on my knees study for a decadebeggar bold! cannibal dynamo!, extravagantly slowpremonition of the fall, but felt your leered teethwould pierce our heart, a small fuzzy pipefallen naked as snow, deconstructionone whole year the windows would swivelit was the dingiest bird, all that sweetened purpose?that smell of difference still situate, entertainedwho’s got to blow the man’s arguement in the used car lotwalk around with almost human knowledgeswing low sweet sexual holy land on my porch stoopsand paintings of this present a commotion of common metaphorsif it’s thinking is not having bonesa day spring turtles hate mostno peace as rounda sapped thing without hope of landscapemen call me old scratched isingsglassalien eggs that simply stake out in diagonal dartslike stars published shrunken with weary satisfaction of my flesh, often comedy beliesa pure pane of sweetened brilliant watera religious octopus grenadeslowly calicoed with wet windbark of the enterprise where the brightest lighthas held you in their bushings

Monday, September 07, 2009

area man an important gold armvs. an example such as area manor area man in a bittersweet gloveof wind like area man finallysuccumbs offers succor to the asian marketsor paydirt in a plastic lookarea man ooh yesarea man oh maybe lets stopplaying aroundarea man tongue us on our balconieshave a taste for birdflu area man yourecombinant mutant youarea man, man in an areafarther away yet toward wherethe form fingers the functionthe same principle as you reachyour robotic hand farther down through the prizeboxromance lies in wait for a housewarminggift is a likely stunta lovelorn end table of promisesarea man will never keeponly the cream of area man’s promise is realonly the measurement of luckis one thing we’re out ofarea man didn’t leave us any, let any outarea man takes me and you off his phonehe posts a grief along the tubes that draw upthe bingo machine being romantizedholler at you laterto pick up that area manat the airportsave the zinfindel pastedcards pasted F6 or try F8younger than we struggled to believeis area man having a brand new heart attacka fascinating reception for his wakealong the coastreleasing the bubbles from the frothfrom the ether from the freezeframe of theworld’s fantatstic grip and commodity fetishsheltered reams of goldpunch up the imp in the cloudthe area man of the respectable courtshipsharkskin vs. the natural ways of manwhat sounds as familiar later the vortexwas glanced into is allan embroidery of prayers aroundarea man’s abodethe troubled psychedelia of his gaitlater a pirate’s booty was shookto shake out the fissionable materialthe confirmed or most likely reduciblelove which hangs fromarea man’s hangnail lame as fuckwhich is what we do in slo mothe laughter of area man in sound boothor mattress-coated suburban rec roomthe softcore of sobriety societythe vague science of luciditythe tame tune of newly washed hatchbackstheir glimmer in the sideways american morning showa highly rated foot-race jobwhistling on your gpsdon’t name it’s locationmelt it in your mouthin your handmouth area manpoor means of your lovemaking area man

Sunday, September 06, 2009

A Shamrock shakehit the window of our love.The window was already fogged upfrom the heat of our lovemaking.So what effectwould the cold, cheapmass-produced Ice Cream drinkhave on that?

if the squirrel is over therethen the Yanks are comin'but if the scraps sink down in the verbiage, Ok,Gregory Hines is not contributing to this improv at all

I say enough with the salty language and self-loveself-serving relief sorta thing

"Gregory Hines is not contributing to this improv at all"this should be a line in a rap song...hawking Capri pants by the YangtzeYes, I'm gender-exclusive if that means excluding all genders

it is love makes us pantin the skanky light[Chromakey bluescreen] & green-screening the bargesantithetical verses overlaidwith a sad dobro remix

and non-Communist forces in the dobro talkback pollcontribute to the Shamrock Shake’s velocity

so then we’re left with this little conundrum:

At maximum velocitythe Shamrock Shake achieves the Look Of Love.We want to know where it’s commerce went butit’s nowhere where we can see in there;full o’ tuft & whimsy wrestling with it’s own ridiculousmatriculation in the Look Of The Market Place.

another thing: Why are we now reaching backfarther than Gregory Hines in a Payton jersey and Hammer pantsfarther than the man’s poor improv skills existingin obviously stark contrast to the man’s gift for Tap

back to where, behind the greenscreening of bargesbefore and around (really just around) simultaneitywith the garbage masher function;where there are web videos in the moonlight & 80’s teens tonguing:back to where the future let us down againput-zing around when we wanna take a day-trip to Wisconsin Dellsand express ourselves with go-carts & other tacky velocity?

I saw your girlfriend’s sub-equal brightnessEverywhere we look there’s just another mealbut she waits there pantingthe restaurant is never gonna comeEverytime I sit around I findEverywhere I look I’m acrossIxtpalapa green canalyou’re my summer babegone in in in flewwith a plastic-tipped cigar

I fight and fight in the levee washI got alot of things I want to sell butcollected someting warm like friendsa picture of not here babepasses through me babe

everytime I sit I find I am a white summer man-babe

I leapt at the caribou in lustthe fruit-coveredtripod of despair isstill therewon’t break the doorYes! they end on the shore

I got a heavy loadnot a gorged beginto an orgyex-magician still knowsthe tricksnever rides homein the levee wash

beneath the tidesor fruit-covered nailsin in in lust

I am the only one searching for youand you do not know itI got styleas my hair stands

Saturday, September 05, 2009

Some Notions Of Lovemaking

I wouldn’t eat that if you were youor if you were me you wouldn’t eat mein the fashionable US horizontal bandplacating Other Species • Mold and Lumber •when you expect to make love or book a conference centerjust make love then book a conference centerto get health authorized be of an active orientation

use iron-on FDIC loveto ensure making love gets you regularkeeps you in the loophelps you make more Americans make lovein some easy Euro show-through step-by-step processstitch in order to exercise PCI DSS and ID Theftgets you more regular than human really

if getting regular is as human as making lovelovers handling customer card data with kit glovesyou can have a major impact on almost invisible fabricsbut if you’ve never done it before with a provisional cast-onbefore us making love in the open airall legal and ethical requirements leak refrigerant across industriesall of your notion patterns and quilting make a difficult love happen

Drapery Fabric, Upholstery Fabric, Bridal & Dancewear Fabric, Faux Furbut the use of these opinions is no substitute for a kind of legal love-makingto help Boston’s disadvantaged students to quilt baskets and zippersWet-ring vacuum pumps generate additional water flowwhich in turn compensates for the lack of love-making in forlorn area codeshere’s a link to interfacing large and varied notionsincluding Simplicity through reasonable love-making

a female witness to a pocket watch theft once made love in arrearsquilting patterns and coaching an invitation away from the skankier cast-onminimal or managing a large selection of art supplies and zig zag machinesthe best place to comparison shop for a man’s notionused to be a bunch of barely visible AEQS online shopswhich now applies to all parts of a project to quickly wind any thread or yarn into a delicate torpor

as making love is a delicate proposition so bottom line requirements behoove our arreared fantasiesto open up shop in the cybernetic casting of small sensuality-tingedquilting or zig-zagging methods into a demarcated sigh or requestbloom colors may vary from a functionality and scalabilityscarcely remanded for the synthetic-based mud we once were usingrecently imple- mented emerging from a more basic need

which finds us tenderly coaching and quilting the marketcornering the handbags and duffelbags of emotional commercewhich compose the notion we’re afterutopian since the breakfast and a notion toward growth to bootthe right delivery system thresholds environmentally sustainablenot to mention adorable curvy obsession in the atmosphereunabashed as an ambulance passing through the movies

you will need if you want to make more notionsa process for love-making that does not disregard bottom line requirementssome goo that offers a site for quiltingnot to mention on the whole an air of familiarity and friendlinesswhelming patterned notions against making love on quiltsbedspreads and drapery aching in the stern notion that is establisheda kind of yet supple believability as lovers on swings in the park at night

agreeing I wouldn’t eat that if or before I were youswinging in the late years of an empire subsumed by bottom line requirementsa yet not to mention compostable compunction believing in itselfestablishing lights as a mere drapery transposing very human disgustnot to mention lust for a notion that won’t givean embroidery we can in an orderly fashion carry with us through the desertdivining important predicted ribbon from a market

Friday, September 04, 2009

from Keeping Up With Elliott

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neddlein inyour hand on his hearthis dad charmed rack your necksturngin a out a feecall i n some friend zack didnt come that s whatcome to expect needl;eaoint he ynedle in they needle in thehay needle in they hayswearin gthe clothes pickdown the toes say know whatdid to idiot kid who dont havea clueso omeotimeayou ust get couaght in the ireneedle in the hayneedl in they ahneedle ian theyaneedl ein theyahhelena busfear lee touching his dirt in threefalling out six and outdead sweat in my thethwalkdwlaklkwkalkdonwdonwdownstaringsto the movies gonna make i tok take it cure so i can quiet so leave me aloneou roughtabe purond that i’m gettin ggoodmarksneedl eian thehayneedle in they ahyneedle in they hayneedlainteyneedl in the haynedleaintineedl eith inhayneedle in theahuyneedle in theahay

Thursday, September 03, 2009

No Ideas But In Pangs

through our gesturestaking up spacewe present impressionhow illustrious tuckedjudged it takesaccording to a happening—wePoundian, scrunching toestaken with one woman, the womanI don’t know if that answers anythingdeeply engrained nightmare scenariomicro-expressions (sorry PBS)high-culture “mirroring” ticksmen at a frenetically (panicky?)—pop culture, y’knowMy Two Sonsthey’re not around as muchretreating to the restroom (unlike fiddling)The Best American Poetrypad assures not a comprimiseyour ideas the mimicking present tenseyourself allows a sort of hobbycross pile gaitmixes the poetic and the quotidiandoctrinaire first impressionholding many attended cuesgrowing or broadening, mmm boy......and note the differencetry to do still-watch voice, unlikefiddling—the person you are sitting across fromhaving alot more to do, um...scrunching your toes in order to get aheada grim picture...you don’t neccesarilly shut downtend to point, panic, Watergate, Vietnamum well we are at a meeting and pay attentionvideotaping presentations—Gestures are terrificCapital H historypoint and see no reactionpoint and see no reactionwe can’t read what’s happening in your worktonight we tend to coachwork ethic we tend to sprawl outan inch or pike I guess I should sayprojected through many parents, materialsA: its a mistake, the rhetoricmisinterpreted as sessionsa cue from ancient timesintimidating expunged varietybeforehand “mirroring” to communicatevideotaping impactspecifically tucked into a Volvobetter that I taught them than that I didn’t55% percent of that ankle is a cue from ancient timesbrilliant so frustrationunwieldy materials neatly Unlimitedpresent tense says of the tablehadn’t your hands unarmedimposing laughing firm totally have beena random tactic grateful to the other peoplehonorable Calvinist body languagealot of neural RAM William Carlos Williams made an early decisionthat non-verbal fresh flirtingwas in fact reconaisanceare an are are only a nerveI’ve lost my Avant Garde card in the laundryall that kind of thinga table upon us of taking upperfect hygiene and allvisual ticks common to womenpeople in San Fransisco absorbed itif they only are common, unarmedpost-Language conference table—a cue from ancient timeswe can’t read general truthright next to above the shoulder

[Source "texts" are "Seven Common Body Language Mistakes" off the A.P., and Bob Perelman's Studio 111 session with Charles Bernstein on PennSound]